Chapter 122
Chapter 122
"Thank you sister-in-law." In the dining room of the villa, Wilson rubbed his hands and looked at the steak in front of him, and his saliva seemed to be lowered.
It was the first day after the game, Wilson was Chen Huan's best friend in the first team, and today after training, the England striker, who had recently been given a lot of playing opportunities, said he wanted to discuss something with Chen Huan, and Chen Huan took him home.
"Come on, you're welcome." Chen Huan picked up his knife and fork, a day of training had exhausted him, and at this moment, in the face of delicious steak, he naturally planned to eat it happily.
"By the way, is there something wrong with you mysteriously looking for me today?" Chen Huan suddenly remembered this incident while eating, raised his head and asked.
"Hmm-" Wilson swallowed a piece of beef vigorously, poured half a glass of freshly squeezed juice and said, "Manchester United have given me a new contract extension for £100,000 a week. "
Very good."
"But my agent has revealed to me two pieces of news that Manchester United are interested in buying a couple of new strikers in the winter window, which will undoubtedly make my competition for positions more difficult. Another piece of news is that Atalanta in Serie A deliberately wants me to go to Italy. Dali plays football, the salary is naturally not as high as Manchester United, but they promised me more playing time, so I want to ask your opinion. Wilson spoke out about the thoughts that had bothered him in recent times.
'It depends on your personal choice, but I agree with you that it is more difficult for you to gain a foothold at Manchester United. Chen Huan sincerely said something that was enough to pierce Wilson's heart.
In Chen Huan's "ahead" memory, he doesn't even remember that there was a center forward named Wilson in the Manchester United team, which also means that his career at Manchester United is not smooth, and it can even be said to be a failure.
"I see..." The twinkle of anticipation in Wilson's eyes faded a little, and the Englishman lowered his head and concentrated on the steak.
Chen Huan wanted to comfort him a few words, but when the words came to his lips, he didn't know how to say them, and finally only said: "After eating, go to the backyard lawn to practice passing?"
"No problem."
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When Rooney's wife, Colleen, pushed open the main entrance of the luxurious and huge villa where she and her family lived, she first smelled a pungent smell of alcohol.
This is unusual for a professional athlete's home.
Colleen threw off her high heels and rushed into the restaurant, where she first saw a dazzling array of wine bottles lying in the restaurant, and a bald-haired man leaning against the dining room wall, her husband, a famous player in England and the owner of Manchester United's captain's armband, Wayne Rooney.
"Thank goodness what did you do?" At this moment, Colleen was not in a hurry, and she leaned against the wall and breathed a sigh of relief.
"I don't have a chance at Manchester United..." Rooney lowered his head, his lips twitching slightly, as if he wanted to reach for something, but accidentally touched an empty wine bottle, which rolled "poof" in the restaurant.
Colleen lifted the hem of her skirt and sat directly in front of Rooney, "Is it because of Chen?"
Rooney looked up, a little puzzled, these things he had never told anyone.
"Look at your reaction, that's it, can you tell me why?" Colleen asked.
'The coach thinks I'm the heart of the team, I can't play in the most comfortable position, I have to serve him.' Rooney said softly.
"How old are you?"
“29。"
"For footballers, this is already entering the end of his career, Chen is very young, he is not 20 years old, right?"
"Yes."
"What's wrong with Van Gaal using a younger player as the core of the team? You're not young anymore, aren't you? Colleen seemed to be asking, but her voice was gentle and more like a reassurance.
"Okay, but I can't accept me serving him, you know he's so much on the field..." Rooney gritted his teeth lightly, "He's too much like Ronaldo."
"Running, shooting, raising his hand, and even his damn celebratory moves." Rooney's voice seemed to come out of between his teeth.
Colleen sighed softly, she now finally knew why her husband's reaction was so violent.
Many years ago, Cristiano Ronaldo and Wayne Rooney were known as Manchester United's twin stars, and the two worked together to defeat countless enemies in the league and European competitions.
But it all seemed good to come to an end in Portugal's international team match against England that day, when Cristiano Ronaldo pressured the referee to show his opponent Wayne Rooney's red card.
At the time, everyone thought that the two were about to break up, but when they returned to the club, they cooperated on the pitch as if nothing had happened.
But no conflict does not mean that Rooney does not have mustard in his heart, he can work with Cristiano Ronaldo in the club because he believes he is only one chance away, as long as he becomes the top of Manchester United, he can also lead the club to the Champions League and the sacred Ballon d'Or.
But then Ronaldo really left, but he failed to lead Manchester United to lift the Champions League trophy again, and as for the Ballon d'Or, it was like a dream.
At that time, he was able to accommodate Ronaldo because he really thought he was just missing a chance, but everything that happened later seemed to prove that he was indeed inferior to the teenager from the Iberian Peninsula.
It was in this heart that when he saw Chen Huan galloping on the court, when he saw Chen Huan's celebratory gesture of jumping high after scoring a goal, and when he realized that Chen Huan had occupied the core of the team that belonged to him last season, the nightmare named "Ronaldo" once again haunted his head.
This time, he finally couldn't restrain this nightmare, which made his form on the court surprisingly poor.
Because the team's attack has become a style of play with Chen Huan as the core, and in this case, when he wants to attack more with the ball to prove to the team that he is no worse than Chen Huan, his rhythm is no longer in the offensive rhythm of Manchester United, he is like an outsider.
"Chen is not Ronaldo..." Colleen said softly: "Even if it is Ronaldo, it was a national team match at that time, you are all fighting for the country, what does it matter?" "
I know, I know..." Rooney lowered his head, his voice growing dryer.
"Why don't you go talk to Chen?" Colleen said suddenly.
"What? No, no, no! Rooney waved his hand again and again, refusing rather crisply.
"I watched the gossip news, Chen's girlfriend is Timothy, right? I can ask the club for her phone number. "
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